Naughty or Nice?
A JA Martin Naughty Christmas Tale
Sara wanted to do something bad. Her boyfriend, Brad, was being a cock knocker, and she was thinking of ways to punish him. He stayed on his stupid business trip for an extra two days and would be returning home tonight. So she had roughly five hours to come up with something good. Mostly, she was upset because she had to buy and decorate the Christmas tree without him. Did most of the shopping by herself, including for his family, and now he just texted her something ridiculous.
“So, are you going to have dinner ready by the time I get home?”
“We’ll see” she replied, already thinking of a plan.
Sara sent another text message, but not to Brad. The reply made her smile. Her mind burning with ideas, Sara unlocked the front door and walked back into the living room.
She put her phone down on the coffee table and turned the sound off. What she really needed was some relief. Sara took off her clothes and laid on the couch naked, enjoying the feel of the air from the fan on her bare breasts. Her hands strayed up to tug on her puckered nipples. Thoughts of Brad’s friend, Dean, flitted through her fevered mind. His toned body, deep chest, and long thick member caused her vulva to pulsate uncontrollably. She had seen him in the shower once, thinking it was Brad.
Sara walked into the bathroom and took her panties off, and dangled them in the open shower curtain and then stepped into the shower. She came face to face with a naked and surprised Dean, whose large cock stood at attention as he looked her over. She reddened and jumped out of the tub as quickly as she could, and ran back into her room. That was six months ago.
Now, she wished she had not been so hasty. Reaching out to stroke his velvet smooth shaft with her hand as he palmed her nipples, She sighed, remembering his dazzling smile as he saw her naked for the first time, coupled with the surprise and shock of her appearance on his handsome face. Her breath quickened as an image of his slicked back brown hair, and water dripping down his body flashed through her mind.
Sara’s fingers slid up and down her moist slit, imagining his tongue plunging deep into her pussy. In and out, up to suck on her clit, hard and fast, She moaned as she fingered herself, oblivious to the soft knocking at the front door.
“Hello? Sara? Brad?” The man tried the door and finding it unlocked, walked in, and locked it behind him. It wasn’t like Sara to forget to lock the door. He made his way down the hall, hearing moaning, and smiled. Someone was watching porn, or masturbating.
He knew who that someone was from the text he received. The funny thing was that she didn’t realize he had received another text, and while it surprised him, it excited him too. He had to bite his lip to keep from laughing out loud.
Dean was unprepared to find a twenty-five-year-old woman, naked, on the overstuffed white couch. Her fingers plunging vigorously in and out of her sopping wet pussy.
One well-manicured hand toyed with her puckered pink nipples, tugging on them while her other hand worked her slit. He stood right behind the side of the couch where her head was when she moaned again.
“Oh, God yes! Oh, Dean! Finger my pussy, please, oh god, oh god!”
He stood in shock, listening as she called out his name in her pleasure. But only a moment. She made a request of him, a rather urgent request and he was not about to refuse her. He came around the side of the couch and knelt on the floor. His hand softly came down over hers and used her hand to pleasure her. Her eyes opened, widened.
“I believe you asked me to pleasure you.” His voice was soft, husky, and the appreciative look in his eyes as he swept his gaze over her naked body goaded her on.
She spread her creamy thighs for him, as his hand took over for hers. He explored her vulva, stroking her outer lips slowly. His pointer finger dipped down between her folds, caressing her from her clit to her honey hole.
Back and forth, his fingers flitted up and down her slit, causing her vulva to pulsate. Her loud moans echoed through the house. Dean turned her so that she sat in the middle of the couch with her legs over his shoulders, leaning down to bury his tongue inside her.
Her hands tightened in his soft brown hair as his hands gently held her thighs apart. His tongue lapped its way up the insides of both thighs toward her creamy center, burying itself inside her. She moaned loudly and pulled his hair. “God yes!”
Dean’s touch made her so hot, especially when he slid two fingers inside her and hooked them, feeling for her g-spot. He rubbed that spot over and over again as she felt her head tip back. Her body let go, squirting spray after spray of pussy juice in his mouth and all over his face. She screamed her pleasure as she held his head into her pussy as she came quivering under his constant onslaught.
“Oh, God! Dean! Yes! Yes!”
Dean stood up and took off his clothes, tossing them on the floor next to the table and then kneeled down before her on the floor.
“Now look what you’ve done to me, Sara.” Her body still trembled, and she looked up and met his gaze, his hazel-green eyes burning into hers. She crawled naked onto the floor next to him and took him into her mouth, maintaining eye contact as she licked her way up and down his engorged shaft.
She tasted his sweet and salty pre-come, rolling her tongue across the head of his cock as he groaned. Her mouth moved lower down his body as he trembled for her. Her soft lips pulling his meaty orbs, sucking them, licking them, causing him to hiss in pleasure. He felt as though he would explode.
Dean reached down and caressed her bountiful breasts as she pleasured him, her mouth moving back up his quivering cock . She took all of his meat into her mouth, sucking and licking all of him at once, slowly and deeply.
His head went back as she continued to drive him wild with that hot pink tongue of hers. She used her hand to stroke him, rubbing her thumb over the head over and over again. The climax hit him as his hips surged forward, burying his penis deep inside her mouth and down her throat. Sara swallowed his ropes of hot seed with a smile.
“Oh, I see you got my present.” Brad stood in the doorway, his pants tented as his cock strained against the fabric. He smiled at his girl and then at his friend. Brad knew Dean had a crush on his girl, and she returned the crush, having heard the shower story. Hearing it at the time made him so hard, he took himself in hand straight way.
“I don’t understand, Brad. You’re not mad?”
“He texted me you were alone in the house, babe. Also, that your fantasy is to be with two men at once.” Dean said, smiling. Sara still looked confused, but their looks of desire quelled any feeling but lust. Both men moved closer to her. Brad unzipped his pants, and pulled out his long, thick cock, stroking it with his hand.
He stood next to Dean, waiting for his turn in Sara’s mouth. She didn’t disappoint him, but slid her tongue around his glans. Licked up the sensitive underside of his shaft and fisted Dean’s meat, both of them moaning and pulsating.
Her pussy throbbed with need and excitement. “I need you inside me, Dean! Fuck me, please!” She begged sweetly. He reached down into his pocket for a condom, ripping the package open, and sliding it down his cock before lining himself up with her tight little hotbox.
Brad grabbed the bottle of lube from the dresser and poured some onto his fingers, and then into her crack. His fingers pumped in and out of her ass in tandem with his friend’s thrusts into her pussy. Sara moaned loudly at the dual penetration of Dean in her twat and Brad’s fingers in her ass.
“God, yes Brad! Fuck my ass!” He poured some lube onto his mushroom cap, and worked it into her anus, slow and gentle. Her ass held him tight like a glove, and he moved his length in and out while Dean sped up his thrusts in her tight pussy.
“God yes! Oh, Brad! Oh Dean! Oh, God!” Sara had Brad behind her and Dean in front of her. Their hard bodies cradled her with warmth as they plunged in and out of her.
It made her feel so sexy to have two of her holes filled at the same time. She came hard, waves of pleasure throwing her body into overdrive. She clutched Dean’s head and pulled it down to hers, as his lips crashed into hers, his tongue sweeping hers, as his hips surged forward.
“Oh Sara! Oh yes!” Dean cried out as his hot salty seed spilled into her body.
“Oh Sara! Yes! God baby, you’re so tight!” Brad came in her ass, filling her with his pearly white cum.
Both men withdrew from her body. Dean tied and threw away the condom, and then came back. They held her tight, the three of them on the sectional, with her in the middle of their naked puppy pile.
“Well, I’d say we are all on the naughty list.” Sara said, laughing.
Dean kissed the back of her neck, and Brad kissed her lips. “Mmhmm. I think you were pretty nice to both of us today, Sara. I’d love to do this again, if you would.”
“I’d like that. What do you say, baby?” Sara grinned at her guy and bit her lip.
“Just you wait to see what I have in store for you.” Brad grinned and kissed her on the nose.
He knew that the three-day weekend he had planned for New Year’s for the three of them, at an exclusive sex resort, would be hotter than he had imagined.
The end
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